The Romance Of Mr. Walton

Mo Xinian did not look surprised. This was the worst outcome. He had already thought of it.    

"President Mo, if Miss Huaien knew about this, I'm afraid it would be very hard to endure. After all, Miss Chu is the only friend here."    

"You guys hide it from her first."    

Yun Luo replied, "Yes."    

"You go back first."    

"Yes."    

After Yun Luo left with the documents, Mo Xinian returned to the ward.    

Huo Huaien was sitting up from the bed and about to get out of bed.    

Mo Xinian went forward and asked gently, "Do you want to go to the washroom?"    

Huo Huaien nodded.    

Mo Xinian went forward to support her.    

Huo Huaien felt awkward. She did not hurt her feet.    

She patted Mo Xinian's arm and jumped twice in front of him, indicating that her legs were fine.    

But Mo Xinian did not pay attention to her. "I'll take you to the bathroom door."    

Huo Huaien did not move again and walked over obediently.    

Coming out of the bathroom, she sat on the bed and picked up her phone. She typed a string of words and lit it up in front of Mo Xinian's eyes.    

"Mr Xinian, is what Sister Yun Luo said related to Teacher Xiao?"    

Mo Xinian said without thinking, "I haven't found it yet. He hid it very well."    

Huo Huaien started typing on her phone again. "Teacher Xiao... will it be related to Qingqing's disappearance?"    

Mo Xinian shook his head, "Before the police give an answer, no one can confirm this matter. Don't think about it anymore. Wait for the result."    

Huo Huaien just nodded and seemed to think of something. She typed another line of words, "Is Uncle Chu back?"    

"He's back. He should have started to look for Chu Qingqing. Now can he rest in peace?"    

Huo Huaien nodded.    

"Then lie down."    

Lie down again?    

Huo Huaien typed a few words, "I slept too much last night. I can't sleep anymore."    

"I told you to lie down, but I didn't tell you to take a rest."    

Huo Huaien sighed and laid down on the bed.    

Not long after breakfast, Han Lunshuo came.    

He was holding a bouquet of red roses.    

When he saw that Mo Xinian was still there, he instinctively frowned. Then, he went to the bed and stuffed the roses back to Huo Huaien.    

"En, I picked every flower here myself. Do you like it?"    

Huo Huaien looked at the roses and thought, this kid really knows how to coax women.    

She put the flowers on the table and picked up her phone. She typed two words for Han Lunshuo to see.    

"Thank you."    

"Why are you being so polite to me? Our relationship..."    

"Han Lunshuo," Mo Xinian said coldly. "Don't say that. There's a limit to my patience."    

Han Lunshuo's mouth twitched. "President Mo, don't you need to go to work?" he asked. Staying here every day, It seems like you are very free. Your fiancée is almost as busy as a dog. She..."    

"Is she busy or not? Does it have anything to do with me?"    

Han Lunshuo clicked his tongue. "Why is there such a cold-blooded man like you? He doesn't know how to love women at all. En, en, don't learn from him. You must love me more."    

Huo Huaien rolled her eyes at him.    

Although she was very grateful that he saved her, this kid really deserved a beating when he spoke. It was true.    

Huo Huaien pulled his sleeves and showed him the words she typed just now.    

"Yesterday, why did you come to our school?"    

Han Lunshuo finished reading. "Oh, I went to look for you, but you didn't even see me when you called from the building. I saw that you hung up the phone and caught up with the teacher who meddled in other people's business that day. They left together to a deserted place. I thought there was some secret between you two, so I secretly went over to take a look. Unexpectedly, I just happened to see him use violence against you. "It was also God who took care of me, giving me a chance to save a beauty."    

Huo Huaien typed another two words, "Thank you."    

She did not expect Teacher Xiao to do that yesterday.    

Teacher Xiao moved very quickly. It was so sudden that she was not even prepared for it. She was directly covered by his mouth and nose.    

At that moment, she did not even have the time to fear before she lost consciousness.    

But now that she thought about it, what if Han Lunshuo did not come to see her yesterday?    

Then what would happen to her now?    

She frowned. The consequences were unimaginable.    

Mo Xinian walked forward and pulled Han Lunshuo away. He looked at Huo Huaien, who was in pain, and said, "Don't think about it."    

Han Lunshuo looked at Mo Xinian in confusion. "Do you know what she is thinking?"    

Mo Xinian rolled his eyes. "You don't need to know."    

Han Lunshuo was irritated by Mo Xinian's words.    

He said, unconvinced. "En, en, what are you thinking about?"    

Huo Huaien shook her head.    

Han Lunshuo was a little depressed. "Don't shake your head. What does that mean?"    

Mo Xinian said coldly, "It means you don't need to meddle in other people's business."    

"I..." Han Lunshuo looked at Mo Xinian. "If I didn't meddle in other people's business yesterday, I don't know if she would still be alive today. Didn't you see the news report? Another female corpse was found in their high school yesterday. The police deduced that she should be dead... "    

"Han Lunshuo," Mo Xinian scolded and interrupted Han Lunshuo.    

Han Lunshuo was stunned for a moment. "Why are you yelling at me? I'm not wrong."    

Huo Huaien looked at Mo Xinian with a serious expression.    

Mo Xinian's face darkened. He said to Han Lunshuo, Huo Huaien should rest now. Please leave."    

"What are you resting for? It's so early in the morning. Can you sleep?"    

Huo Huaien ignored their conversation. She picked up her phone and searched the news today. She found the latest information about the victims of serial murders.    

After she saw the words "Chu Qingqing," she looked at the picture of Uncle Chu collapsing in the report. Huo Huaien could not help but shed tears from her eyes.    

Under her blurry vision, she saw the picture of the criminal that the police were looking for. It was really Xiao Yeheng...    

Qingqing was killed.    

Qingqing was dead.    

"Huaien..." Mo Xinian stood by the side and saw her look. Inexplicably, his heart tightened.    

Han Lunshuo also paused. "En En, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying all of a sudden?"    

Mo Xinian pushed Han Lunshuo. "Get lost."    

Han Lunshuo looked at him and was about to flare up, but when he saw the coldness on Mo Xinian's face, he quickly restrained his attitude.    

He dared to say a few words back to Mo Xinian.    

But looking at Mo Xinian's current state, he didn't dare.    

Mo Xinian's eyes widened. Han Lunshuo immediately took two steps back and said awkwardly, "I'm leaving, so be it. What are you throwing a tantrum for?"    

He glanced at Huo Huaien and quickly left the ward.    

Mo Xinian sat beside the bed and held her shoulders with both hands. "Huaien?"    

Huo Huaien looked at him and suddenly burst into tears.    

She opened her mouth with much effort and her voice also overflowed from her throat.    

"I clearly saw it that day. I can clearly save her. As long as I shout like Han Lunshuo saved me, I can save her. " But... but I didn't do that, Mr Xinian... "